Yes, putting aside the unspeakable confrontation, EDA is indeed a sore foot for the domestic semiconductor industry.
But even BGI Jiutian, the oldest brand in China, has a market share that belongs to others.
As for other Jialichuang, Huaqiu and the like, not to mention, they have basically not been involved in the field of very large scale integrated circuits, and they are only used to draw PCBs.
Now that the industry is becoming more and more segmented, it is impossible for those few dominant players who have dominated the market for many years to give any new players a chance to enter!
Not to mention...how can JiZhi Technology dare to write EDA now?
Yes, Ye Ming is awesome.
But after all, he is not a Thousand Hands Watcher - even if he is, that's not okay!
…
But the shock of the two people only lasted for a moment.
They knew that Ye Ming never fought an unprepared battle.
How could he be lying about such a great honor, and he would let it go as he pleased?
"Tell me what you think." Professor Tang calmed down and asked immediately: "Let me remind you, not to mention the difficulty of the software, EDA is not just written and done. It requires close cooperation with the wafer factory.
If there is a PDK (fab process kit), where does the fab have the process now?"
"Mr. Tang, no one has a ready-made process for this kind of stitched chip." Ye Ming reminded with a smile.
Professor Tang shuddered slightly: "You continue!"
"So, we just need to design an EDA specifically for designing this kind of stitched integrated chip, and push the design and simulation of this chip to the limit!" Ye Ming pointed to his head as he said: "I have the most reliable simulation.
data."
At this time, Professor Chen asked: "Your idea is that just writing a small and sophisticated design tool will be enough, right?"
"Yes! And... Teacher Chen, think about it, should we also chip it?"
As Ye Ming spoke, he pointed to the pile of circuits: "We always want to do business. We can't just give them this bunch when customers come and ask us for chips, right?"
"So, even if we make our own chips, we still need to have the design software at hand."
"Whether it is generating GTRGD material or using it to connect nerves, it all requires a chip to promote it! To put it bluntly, it is a consumable material!"
Professor Tang and Professor Chen looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
But then, Professor Chen raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise: "You write EDA, and it feels like you have to put it out on the market and let others design the chip? Are you planning to authorize it?"
Professor Tang also immediately looked at Ye Ming.
Ye Ming exhaled softly and nodded slowly: "Compared to letting us make all the money on the chip, I think... it is more important to reduce the cost and popularize the chip as soon as possible."
Tang and Chen looked at each other again, and after a moment, smiles appeared in their eyes.
"Okay, it's up to you!"
"Then we must clearly realize that it is difficult for ordinary people to accept installing a chip on the body, because it not only involves safety issues and the reversibility of biological nerves, but also involves ethical issues." Ye
Ming's eyes burned: "So, I think we still have to take the road of virtual display..."
Professor Tang was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly: "We will wait until we make money. If we don't have money now, everything we say will be in vain!"
"Hehe..." Ye Ming chuckled, grabbed his phone and took a look, and found that the time had reached 11 o'clock.
"Oh, I forgot, you have to go to the competition tomorrow." Professor Chen laughed and cursed when he saw him looking at the time: "Damn, I kind of regret letting you participate in the ACM."
Professor Tang also nodded with a smile: "I agree, it's a waste of time."
Ye Ming: "..."
"Go, go, your little girlfriend has probably sent you a lot of messages." Professor Chen waved his hand: "If you go, you can get the championship back, and... it's best not to answer calls from strangers these days."
Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.
…
Watching Ye Ming leave, the two professors looked at each other and smiled.
Professor Tang sighed and said: "Damn it, I accidentally witnessed history."
Professor Chen felt the same way: "And this guy is quite ambitious."
"Yeah!" Professor Tang was convinced: "This guy really spares no effort for the 'future'."
They are both old foxes.
Naturally, I immediately understood the significance of Ye Ming's intention to write an EDA and then publicly authorize the chip structure.
——Only in this way can we quickly promote the popularity of chips and at the same time popularize EDA.
So in the field of future-oriented brain-computer chips, the influence lies in his hands.
"Besides, I also want to congratulate you." Professor Chen looked at his old friend and smiled: "At least Haowen has hope, right?"
Professor Tang took a deep breath and clenched his hands unconsciously.
"Don't mention this matter now, wait until all the technologies are complete. Don't make mistakes by then, then he will..."
Professor Tang couldn't talk any more.
He is just such a son, how desperate would it be if he failed after being given hope?
"Understood." Professor Chen said with an expression of "Do you think I'm stupid?" "Hey, shouldn't the subject be revised?"
Professor Tang was stunned and then slapped his forehead!
"I almost forgot about this! I have to apply again and go straight to major projects!"
…
One night passed.
Ye Ming followed his example and turned on Do Not Disturb on his cell phone, only answering the calls in his address book.
It's just that... after staying with Teacher Wang and other classmates, he felt that his "life" had returned to calm.
So much so that he had the misconception that those professors yesterday had gone too far.
Of course, the bullet still has to fly for a while.
Even if he posted the paper on arxiv, others would say nothing. In the field of materials, he is not even considered a soldier. If he can pass the review, it is considered good, let alone spreading.
He even thought that if he and Mo Gu were "fighting" for nature as unknown little characters, would they be killed immediately without even giving them a chance to reason with the reviewers?
So much so that the first thing he did after getting off the plane that afternoon was to open his mailbox.
Then... there was no movement in the two articles - Old Tang suggested that he submit both articles to nature and try to back-to-back.
…
London.
Claure Jemeris started his day's work with coffee in hand.
As the review editor of the main journal of Nature, the first target for all physical science manuscripts, he has always laughed at himself as a gold digger, the kind who digs for gold in shit.
He doubted that if he stayed in this job for a long time, he would completely lose his interest in science - of course, this was the deepest sarcasm in his heart.
"Ah, it's this guy again." Looking at a "familiar" manuscript in the field of materials, Krall subconsciously glanced at the author, and he gave the desk reject without politeness. He rejected the manuscript directly!
This guy is already submitting for the third time.
What's this? This is a plate of shit exchanged for three recipes.
But isn’t that shit?
Then he clicked on the next manuscript.
It's materials again.
"The synthesis theory and molecular motion conjecture of a new polymer compound GTRGD"
Looking at the title of this paper, Klauer always felt that there was a smell of stitching.
Then he subconsciously looked at the author and the laboratory.
Judging from the name, it seems he is from over there?
Are all the materials people over there so reckless?
But no matter what, Claure still upholds professional ethics.
Whatever, just smell it first.
Just when he was frowning and reading this paper, which was written like a lab report - oh no, it was basically a lab report - when he was halfway through the paper, a shout came from his colleague next door.
"OMG! I have an article here!"
Claure looked at his colleague, who was in charge of the medical field.
"What article?"
"An article about experiments on programmable new materials and neural anastomosis, in which circuits generate field waves that directly promote cells to anastomose quickly! Oh my god!"
The female colleague’s voice was filled with disbelief: “Are you doing God’s work?”
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